Did you ever notice that when you try to do something nice for someone, you sometimes get a good swift kick in the butt, rather than a nice big THANK YOU!?
This is what happened when Schmeb and I decided it would be fun to surprise Gootz with a resort upgrade for her 31st b-day gift.
Gootz and I booked Pop Century for our stay. This was before Auntie Schmebee got sucked into the trip. (How do you turn down a three year old who asks you to come to Disney with him?) What could be better than a brand new resort at a rock bottom (well, for WDW anyway) price? Look out Pop, because here come the Kruk sisters armed with all kinds of useless pop culture knowledge gained from watching hours of useless reruns and many specials on VH1. We could relive our childhood in the 70s (80s)!
But wait! Wouldnt it be a great surprise to Gootz to upgrade our resort as her birthday surprise (we all win with this one)? Schmeb and I spent MANY hours tossing this one back and forth (the Verizon long distance people sent me a thank-you note). After many other ideas for presents were canned, we settled one this one. Could we afford it? Sure. Money was not much of an issue. Where would we stay? Port Orleans French Quarter was just rehabed (thanks DIS). Why not there? Super. Called CRO, changed the ressie, all was well with the trip planning. The difficult thing would be keeping the surprise from Gootzannie until June. Could it be done? Well, were not great secret keepers. A sister isnt worth her salt unless she squeals on her sisters on occasion (ok, at every given opportunity). We would try and if the surprise got blown, no big deal. We were guessing shed figure out where we were going when the towncar pulled up to French Quarter.
This is where the BIG wrench got thrown into the works.
Next, are there any empty rooms left in the World?
This is what happened when Schmeb and I decided it would be fun to surprise Gootz with a resort upgrade for her 31st b-day gift.
Gootz and I booked Pop Century for our stay. This was before Auntie Schmebee got sucked into the trip. (How do you turn down a three year old who asks you to come to Disney with him?) What could be better than a brand new resort at a rock bottom (well, for WDW anyway) price? Look out Pop, because here come the Kruk sisters armed with all kinds of useless pop culture knowledge gained from watching hours of useless reruns and many specials on VH1. We could relive our childhood in the 70s (80s)!
But wait! Wouldnt it be a great surprise to Gootz to upgrade our resort as her birthday surprise (we all win with this one)? Schmeb and I spent MANY hours tossing this one back and forth (the Verizon long distance people sent me a thank-you note). After many other ideas for presents were canned, we settled one this one. Could we afford it? Sure. Money was not much of an issue. Where would we stay? Port Orleans French Quarter was just rehabed (thanks DIS). Why not there? Super. Called CRO, changed the ressie, all was well with the trip planning. The difficult thing would be keeping the surprise from Gootzannie until June. Could it be done? Well, were not great secret keepers. A sister isnt worth her salt unless she squeals on her sisters on occasion (ok, at every given opportunity). We would try and if the surprise got blown, no big deal. We were guessing shed figure out where we were going when the towncar pulled up to French Quarter.
This is where the BIG wrench got thrown into the works.
Next, are there any empty rooms left in the World?
We are in the process of organizing an August trip for 8. We both agree, never again. Next time just us two and maybe one other person. 
